PART 1
A loud persistent knock on the wooden door is what jerked the Alpha awake. She groaned lifting her heavy head slowly and grimaced seeing her drool all over the hand, she had used to pivot the head. The person on the other side of the door was relentless if the continuing pounding was any indication.
Rhey sniffed the air catching a whiff of her father's scent.
The retired Alpha hadn't been able to sleep the night before. Then again, his daughter had never stormed away from him in such anger. And the only times they had disputes, she was still living under his roof and would always come back home.
"Rhey," he shouted, "I know you are there, I can smell you."
Hesitantly, Rhey got on her feet and sauntered towards the door. She opened it and came face to face with a frowning Ryan.
